Letter VII
Every human society has its lights and its shadows. That's the reality of existence
~ Sebastian Lelio
Dear Dylan,
"We got assigned a big project in my sociology class. The teacher said that it will count to 30% of our final grade, and luckily we have till almost the middle of the year to complete it. Oh God, I have so many things that I want to talk about. I don't even know where to start from..."
And then you kissed me to silence my panicked rant. "Don't worry Cheryl, I'll be here to help you with anything you need."
And a couple of weeks later, you were gone.
This project was actually a really good distraction from all this drama. I browsed the internet, spent some time in the library, and dug up proofs from history books. I put a lot of effort in what I was doing, and when the day of the presentation finally came, I felt really disappointed that you wouldn't be there for it.
Today was my turn. Excited butterflies filled my stomach as I was preparing my notes to start my presentation. Everything was going smoothly; the audience gave me their full attention and interacted with me whenever needed.
And yet there was this presence that I couldn't shake. I knew everyone's eyes were on me, but this felt different, as if they were right into my soul. I tried my hardest to ignore it, worried that I might lose focus and stumble upon my words.
But at some point, curiosity won over as my eyes scanned the crowd one by one. And that's when I saw you in the back corner of the room, leaning against the wall and hanging to my every word.
You came.
I should have known; no one other than you who could ever disarm me in such a way.
Smiling softly, I quoted Gandhi, all the while looking into your captivating eyes:
"You must not lose faith in humanity. Humanity is an ocean: if a few drops of the ocean are dirty, the ocean does not become dirty."
Your lips lifted up into a proud grin; that was the quote you thought would be fitting to end the idea that I was going for.
That's the thing about you Dylan, you are always there, continuing to watch over me, but you never try to reach out for me.
You are always close and yet too far to reach,
Sincerely yours,
Cheryl
New chapter! Not too proud of it, but it was important to see that Dylan still cares about Cheryl, even when it comes to the most little things like a school project. What do you think? :)
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